humanity
Mental health is a fundamental right; the future of humanity depends on it.
Testing Positive For Covid-19 With Health Anxiety
It’s been nearly three weeks now since I tested positive for Covid-19. Throughout the first lockdown I was living with my parents who are classed as vulnerable. For three months I followed the rules, and then some, to protect my parents. I didn’t see friends or my partner, I didn’t go to the supermarket, and for a while we didn’t even go for walks – which wasn’t very good for our mental health, but for a family that constantly go to the doctor for health screenings and lump checks, having the news blast in our faces daily that thousands of people are dying daily from the pandemic had our anxiety out of control. ‘What’s a few months in the long run really?’, my mum continuously exclaimed. What didn’t help once more was that a close family friend was fighting for his life in the ICU who had no underlying health issues and was younger than my parents. A cloud was over the house daily as they contacted the hospital for updates and only increased our anxiety. For these reasons and more, the pandemic has been one anxiety bomb after another for suffers of anxiety.
By John Thacker5 years ago in Psyche
Life as we know it
Just to preface that this was something originally I planned to post for a college paper but feel the need to go forth an put this information out to see what was some of the thought, mostly due to the fact that during this pandemic most of our health issues have revolved around keeping intact mental health more than usually.
By Rashaad Gomez5 years ago in Psyche
The Chains of Freedom
So I guess the best way to start all of this is a warning: The inner workings of my mind are muddied with the constant badgering of what-ifs and the infinite possibilities that exist therein. I struggle to maintain my sanity in the incohesive acrobatics of my thought patterns.
By Pablo Falcon5 years ago in Psyche
The War On Masculinity
An ex friend of mine recommended the book "The WAR AGAINST BOYS: How Misguided Feminism Is Harming Our Young Men by Christina Hoff Sommers ( https://www.amazon.com/WAR-AGAINST-BOYS-Misguided-Feminism/dp/0684849577 "Despite popular belief, American boys tag behind girls in reading and writing ability, and they are less likely to go to college. Our young men are greatly at risk, yet the best-known studies and experts insist that it's girls who are in need of our attention. The highly publicized "girl crisis" has led to many changes in American schools, politics, and parenting...but at what cost? In this provocative book, Christina Hoff Sommers argues that our society has continued to overemphasize the troubles of girls while our boys suffer from the same self-esteem and academic problems. Boys need help, but not the sort of help they've been getting." I highly encourage everyone to read it) years ago.
By Justice for All5 years ago in Psyche
2020 in Review: Reflection
I have to say this year has been one of the weirdest years ever for a lot of people including myself. It has been a complete roller coaster that has sucked the life out of everyone both mentally and physically. It’s still hard to comprehend, even when it is the time of the New Year again.
By Alna Armonia5 years ago in Psyche
Learning (Not) To Sleep With The Enemy
"You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams." - Dr. Seuss I was not yet 18 and even at that my consent was not sought nor did I grant it. You won't be wrong to call it child abuse. She was vastly experienced and knew the tricks and called all the shots. I was rather too young to manage her presence in my life.
By Obinna Uruakpa5 years ago in Psyche
Life of a Neurodivergent
Have you ever walked outside after a freshly fallen snow? The shimmering snow blanket makes the whole world feel peaceful, still, silent, and calm. There is actually a scientific reason for this (you can read more about it here: https://www.accuweather.com), but to me, it's one of my most favorite experiences.
By Jennifer Parr5 years ago in Psyche
Cold Moon
*****Trigger Warning! Child Abuse, Adult Abuse, Domestic Violence***** Tonight is a full moon if you’re not aware. They call it the Cold Moon and I think that is fitting for this time of year. Here in Alaska it is a balmy 26 degrees and while that may seem freezing to most, it is actually a heat wave for us. The sky is completely clear and you can see every star. It would be an amazing night to chase auroras if there were to be any, but that is not what leads me to the keyboard tonight.
By Crystal Hollembaek5 years ago in Psyche
A Time of Mixed Emotions
The Happiest Time of the Year A time to rejoice Oh, joy! It's that time of year once again! Oh, what a time the sweet smell of freshly baked cookies coming out of the oven. The sounds of holiday movies coming from the living room, the chatter of extended family members that haven't been seen in years all in one room together. Utensils clinking and clanging while everybody digs into the holiday dinner.
By Ray "The-Visualist" Cooper5 years ago in Psyche
What is an Empath? Am I an Empath?
Who is an Empath? Am I an Empathist (and is it a bad thing)? My whole life I have been told that I am too sensitive or too emotional. “Amanda, stop being so dramatic” I have been told so many times that often I just stayed silent. The idea or concept of an empath is completely new to me. Of course, I have believed myself to be empathetic, but what is an “Empath” and am I an Empath? Just as importantly, to me… Is it good to be an empath, or at least is it acceptable? Interesting!
By Amanda Jones5 years ago in Psyche
Better Days Will Come
I lay in bed shaking and gasping for breath every time that sleep starts to find me. It’s like my body fears the unconsciousness. As soon as sleep comes quietly tiptoeing around the corner, my body screams. I can feel it building in my throat and my stomach turns. I squeeze my eyes closed begging my body to stay still until it feels like it will explode. I tremble and gasp before attempting to relax again. I slowly pull my body away from yours to curl up alone, hoping my shivers won't disturb your slumber. Sleep whispers for me again and I whimper. I want to sleep so desperately but my body knows that the nightmares are coming. We play tag for a bit and then I sleep for hours. When I wake my body is sore and I have new scratches from clawing at myself in hopes to escape whatever monsters my subconscious was trying to throw at me last night.
By Holding Hands With Shadows5 years ago in Psyche
